When Winnie returned from her phone call, Channing had already made dinner and the smell of food was coming through.

It was quite late now and she was really hungry.

Winnie walked over and sat at the table, "Did you ...... go back to see your sister."

"Went."

"So how is she doing these days?"

Channing placed the bowl in front of her and then sat down, "You can just ask her."

Winnie gave a token smile and didn't answer.

In the past few years, she has never had the courage to face Stella, at most, she just sends greetings on New Year's Day, and then buys some gifts for the children and sends them over.

She kept her head down and ate in silence.

The room was quiet with only the sound of the TV echoing.

After a while, Channing's cell phone rang.

He swiped the screen to connect, and two milky voices soon came from the other end of the line -

"Uncle Chan!"

"Uncle Chan~"

Channing's voice trailed off, "What's wrong?"

"When are you coming back? Lala misses you."

"Lele also wants to Uncle Chan oh."

Channing's lips curved gently: "Uncle Chan will be back tomorrow."

Winnie's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, why didn't she go back today?

Soon, the phone was answered by Stella: "Chan, it's raining outside, are you still at the office?"

"No."

"So have you eaten yet, if you haven't come over here and I'll make it for you."

his eyes to the person across from him who was almost on the verge of burying his head in the

said, "OK, then I'll take the two little girls to the bath

Channing spoke,

stunned for half a second before she realized he was asking herself and nodded her head in a panic:

you hold and eat

Winnie: "......"

or put down the bowl and looked up at him, "Why don't you

and said lightly, "They'll

and went back to

for a moment, got up and said, "I'm

say whether she was surprised or happy, she

his blazer, glancing at her, "You have too happy

"It's ...... is it?"

mood and

until the sound of the door closing came

when he saw the untouched dishes across the table, the smile

say that he

to make it and you haven't eaten a single

the balcony with her head hanging, looking out at the crackling rain, her hand propped up on

back and trotted into the bedroom, put on a hat mask sunglasses, and set a hooded jacket, wrapped inside and outside three layers, even the paparazzi with cameras dislike the degree of head are

downstairs, she braced herself with an umbrella and ran two blocks to find a pharmacy

her head back and swallowed the

so, she collapsed back into the couch and let out

and felt a

hand went back and touched

the corners of

He fell again.

stared at it for a while before putting the pen down and getting up to take a shower in

out of the shower, she walked over to

all these dishes and basically left

in bed,

tossed and turned, finally could not sleep, picked up the tablet, opened the

was only twenty years old, and his eyes seemed to be

light in her

set the tablet aside, played

Another night passed.

it was still drizzling

don't know if it's the rain or the reason she didn't sleep much all

washing up and coming out, the assistant's phone rang just

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